I opened every door,
Revealed every wound.
Unaware I was gifting;
Keys as weapons,
Scars as ammunition.
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Poetry and Word
PoetryJust an ongoing collection of my poems and random writing I do to keep it all together.
Lesson
I opened every door,
Revealed every wound.
Unaware I was gifting;
Keys as weapons,
Scars as ammunition.